Chapter 38 – Who Is He?
“My master, my master…!♡”
Dasom noona, who was drowning in her own ecstasy while calling me with a rising voice, shuddered greatly.
Shaking her hips, raising her head tightly, exhaling a breath that seemed to stop from her slightly open mouth.
While receiving the gazes of I, Isabelle, and Noah, he was reaching his climax with only the prayer he had put on his lips.
“…”
Confused about what to say, everyone froze except for Dasom noona, who was trembling in the afterglow.
“…Is that also a mask anomaly…”
Except for Isabelle, who is analyzing a woman’s ugliness with interest.
“…What exactly is a mask anomaly?”
“Oh, that’s…”
Following Isabelle’s mother, who was the first to dig a breakthrough, the conversation is naturally conveyed to Noah.
Thanks to that, Noah, who was still in a daze, came to his senses and started explaining the subject of the conversation, ‘the anomaly of the mask’.
“The phenomenon that is literally different from the information we had is called the anomaly of the mask.
A phenomenon that appears according to each owner’s different inclinations, a special phenomenon that the mask sometimes does,
Although it is our role to organize and categorize all of these as mask anomalies…”
“Such anomalies are not recorded. All the phenomena we experienced after meeting the owner are unrecorded phenomena.”
“Yes. Representatively, the owner who maintained his sanity even after crossing the lifeline, the mask that disappeared from the scene right after the owner’s death,
And there were anomalies, such as a saint whose body part was transformed into an animal-like form… We’ve never seen anything like this before.”
“It’s not uncommon to find at least one anomaly in each original mask owner.
However, it is unusual for more than three anomalies to appear like the owner.”
That is, the characters written on the mask are engraved on humans, or the human head changes according to the characters,
Is it unusual for a saintess to swallow her head and become a dummy doll, or for an ordinary person to become a fanatic?
The bed of desire, the lifeline, the living while maintaining reason, and the conversation with the mask are all.
It all means I’m the first.
“…You guys don’t know about that either, do you?”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t be of any help, but… Yes.”
“Okay, okay. For now, I’m still writing the report. I’ll figure it out.”
As each responds to my command, the two look down at the laptop again and approach Dasom noona.
His eyes are out of focus, and he keeps calling out to me even with a hazy mind, holding his hands together.
Truly, the word ‘fanatic’ fit surprisingly well.
“Hey… Sister? Maybe…”
Surely, without ruling out the smallest possibility, he slightly bent his back and glanced into Dasom’s sister’s eyes.
Fortunately, that wasn’t what I was worried about.
Although blurry, her normal black eyes represent that she is still human.
But why? Could it be that the word fanaticism I had never seen was engraved on her?
Why do you call me ‘master’? That title is used when Isabel and Noah, two saints, call me.
But why is my older sister, who is not even a saint, calling me master and looking at me with crazy eyes?
The question about this question will be asked to the party standing in front of you.
“… But why do you call me the owner …? And what is Shinto?”
“Yes! You are my god and master, so dare you can’t put the owner’s existence in your mouth!
And I realized the sanctuary with the seeds of my owner! I was reborn as your ‘Shinto’. “
“I feel strangely talking and it doesn’t work …”
The answer to the question was correct, but he takes his head to an ambiguous position somewhere.
I really feel like I’m talking to a person who is immersed in a pseudo religion.
It takes a bit of a country where the pseudo religion worships, but …
“… But wait a minute, I realized with my seeds, did you?”
“Yes! Yes! The owner saved this dirty body that would live in vain and in vain!
Ah…! I will stop selling my body. The body that the owner has purified by hand can’t be dirty again !! “
“Oh, yes … It’s good. But please leave this. It hurts.”
I open my hand from Dasom’s sister, who opens his black eyes and kneels.
Fortunately, the words are a bit weird, but fortunately, I found out the cause.
My semen, I think it’s because of my semen, which was paid in my sister’s quality …
I still don’t know what process, but I still don’t know, but it’s probably because of it.
What if the change is 1.5 times larger than the original prophet, and the change is only in appearance?
I’m not sure, but what if my semen is not a lady, but a woman’s body and makes them ‘fanatics’?
“이런 개…”
Break it on the bed and look back at the cold masks and swallow swearing.
He told me to stay quiet, make my semen a pseudo brainwashing solution?
She sighs with her head and pulls up her head in the masked action of the mask that cannot be caught.
“Is it the owner? Why are you?! Any problem in the jade …!”
“No, I’m so healthy … I told you that the new sword was not a problem in the health checkup …”
Again, she spits a bullshit in her head and falls over her chair.
What is a saint and I don’t know what the owner is, but now it’s a fanatic?
게다가 지금까지의 레퍼토리대로라면, 다솜 누나를 원래대로 되돌리는 것도 불가능하겠지.
“Well, what do you do? What are you different from the saint?”
Ask all the questions like this.
She should be careful in the future if she has already suffered.
Is it possible to become a fanatical?
“I can’t dare to compare the lowly things like me and the saints! Please forgive me!”
“… Sister, you want to forgive me?”
“What? I couldn’t hear it. Tell me again.”
“I dare to do the sunny things like me and the saints …!”
“Can you do it quietly?”
보고서를 쓰다말고 갑작스레 대화에 난입한 이자벨과 노아를 쫓아낸다.
그래도 이 대화만 들어보면 서열은 주인, 성녀, 광신도 순인가… 복잡하지 않아서 좋네.
“그것보다 신도는 무슨 일을 하냐 물었는데…”
“Oh, Oh! I’m sorry …!
I have a glorious role in the owners and saints! Please use my all!”
“I don’t need that much…”
Her hands are hitting her head and turning her head to her sister.
I also thought myself was a strong desire. Even in the bedtime of the previous desire,
I usually felt the virtue that I could not explain in words while watching the saints moving according to my command.
But this is too much loyalty to me.
Anyway, is it all about the role of the fanatics and the saints.
If you think about it, the mask also talked about ‘I made it a toy to obey me’ just before going to sleep.
If you have made a chores for me and saints who have to buy for a while, it will be your own consideration.
Why do you not think about my mind? I really want to break it.
“Susa -eup … Anyway, do you remember what you think of me as a master?
For example, I heard a voice in my head, or I saw a strange hallucination in front of me …
Why did you like to be my believer? Please tell me everything you can remember.”
The intention of the question was to find the exact way to make ordinary humans into a fanatic.
The reason is that my semen is just my speculation, and I can make the people around me as my fanaticism.
If you know exactly, it will be possible to prevent a big accident at least a mistake.
“Yes! I remember the remaining blurry, but the warm heat in the belly until the head,
I climbed just below the brain and felt clearly the sense of tickling my head!
The warmth was happy, tickling, and laughed.
It was about you, the owner of you. John and John Anan, great and kindness …
It seemed to look at the mountain so high and beautiful! Humans who are lived in the frame,
But in the meantime, it is natural that respect and faith of the owner who has even leaned on the primitive desires.
“Wait, wait, that’s too long.”
Is it like this when an ordinary person becomes a fanatic?
Or is the person who originally talked a lot as a coincidence?
They filter out too lengthy expressions on their own, and begin to organize the core of the story in their heads.
So after I was in my mind, I remembered something about me in my head,
Does it mean that you have been brainwashed to obey with faith and obedience to the existence of ‘the best’ in the brain.
But this alone doesn’t know the process.
“Do you have anything else? Why do you think of a fanaton in your head …”
“…I’m sorry, but I’m well aware of that… Master made me a disciple, so you know…”
It’s a big deal, even Dasom noona doesn’t know how she became a fanatic.
Only then did she look like she couldn’t even raise a daughter by herself. I know when and who my semen will brainwash…
“…I’m sorry that you seem to be thinking about it, but will the owner ever have sex with another woman?
If you want, there must be a lot of holes you can use at any time, except for me and Noah.”
“…Ah.”
That’s right.
If you think about it a little bit, it’s already been a week since I took care of my libido alone.
Since I don’t have a girlfriend, I have practiced the normal sex life of an ordinary Korean man in his 20s.
It was from this week that he had a relationship with a woman, and it was the sex he had with Hye-mi on the day he picked up the mask.
And unless it’s a special case like today, I’m used to having sex with a saint.
You will never have a relationship with a normal woman. Did I worry for nothing again…?
No, but there’s nothing wrong with being careful…
“But what are you doing without writing a report?”
“I wrote everything.”
“Huh? Already? Noah said it would take 3 hours…”
“As others have said, Noah is slow…”
“Sister.”
Holding up his laptop, he boasts of a report written in English,
Isabelle, whose cheeks are slightly blushing with her calm expression, pushes her face as if to ask for a compliment.
“…Uh, yes… Good job. Then take a break and help Noah.”
“…Okay. Hehe…”
Even if I’ve complimented her younger cousin, I’ve never complimented a naked woman older than me.
Just like she did to her friend, she gently pats her on the back and says, ‘Well done,’ so Isabelle goes back to her seat with a big smile.
I’m caught between three women with strong personalities, and I’m losing my mind.
How far have I been? Ah, anyway, you don’t have to worry about ‘fanatics’, did you?
If so, it’s fortunate, but what should Dasom-noona, who has already become a fanatic, do…
Turreu-
As I scratch the beard slightly raised on her chin, I turn her head to the melody I hear.
“Oh, hello? Manager?”
The owner of the incoming call was Dasom noona. She picks up her cell phone and is on the phone with a person called ‘Chief’.
“Yes, yes… Oh, a customer? No, you’re not going? I’m quitting my job today.
Yes? Because… That’s what the owner hates, and now I’m going to live as a follower of the owner, so I don’t even need money.”
A man’s voice rises over the receiver at the sister’s resolute demeanor.
“Yes, then I owe you until now.”
My older sister, who hung up her phone at the last word, looks up at me and smiles ecstatically.
“…It’s something you can quit so easily, isn’t it?”
“Unfortunately, no… I still want to keep my master’s eyes in my eyes, but
My brother who picks me up will be running this way. So, my lord…”
“Wait a minute, what else…”
Side-
Dasom noona lifts her head as she lowers her head and puts her lips on the top of my foot.
“Please forgive me for going away like this today without my master’s permission…
And whenever you need me, call me! I will follow your orders…♡”
Dasom noona bowed her head once more, quickly packed up her belongings, opened the door to her room, and greeted her while looking this way.
“May the saints’ blessings be with you too.”
“…Yes, thank you.”
Noah and Isabelle also look at the human woman with a puzzled expression.
And when the older sister, who bowed politely until the end, disappeared beyond her door–
“…But who is that woman?”
“…Sister.”
Isabel’s small question and the cigarette smoke from the ashtray floated around the room.
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